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healing story 3 - LETTER FROM AN ORPHANAGE DOCTOR a lenten story

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LETTER FROM AN ORPHANAGE DOCTOR

A Lenten Story

rewritten from the original

before they even call

I have answered

isaiah 65:24

one night I had worked hard

to help a mother in the labour ward

but in spite of all we could do

she died leaving us

with a tiny premature baby

and a two-year-old daughter crying

we had no special feeding facilities

an aide came running to me in distress

saying the rubber feeding bottle burst

while she was filling it

it was our last hot-water bottle

it was not good crying over spilt milk

from a broken bottle

which did not grow on trees

there were no drugstores down the forest path

next day, while i was at prayer with the orphans

I told them that the feeding bottle broke

and the premature baby may die

I told them to pray about problems they had

when it was the turn of ten-year-old ruth

she said, “please, God, send us a water bottle

and please send it this afternoon before the baby dies

and while You are at it, You might as well send a doll

to the baby’s older sister

so she’ll know You really love her?”

i hesitated to say ‘amen’

i just did not believe God could do this

of course I knew He could do everything

the Bible says so

nothing is impossible for the Lord

but there are limits, aren’t there?

the only way God could answer this prayer

would be to send me a parcel from homeland

i had never received a parcel

in my four years at the orphanage

and who would put

a feeding bottle or a doll in there?

that afternoon, we were all surprised

when a car arrived in this lonely outpost

and dumped a gigantic two-kilo parcel

at the front door

i gathered the 40-odd children

so we could open the parcel together

carefully, I undid the string knot

everyone was silent in anticipation

crowding each other around me

they gave a loud sigh in unison

when first to come out were

brightly colored knitted jerseys

i gave them out

and they giggled with glee

then there were knitted bandages

for the leprosy patients

the kids looked a little bored

then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas

they perked up again

as I reached in deeper

lo and behold a brand-new hot-water bottle

i could not hold my tears

they were asking what was wrong

i just nodded my head

ruth came forward and took the bottle

and danced with it

they all broke into a song

that i had taught them just a day before

i did not pray for the bottle

It was ruth who did

she said, “If God has sent the bottle

He must have sent the doll too!”

impossible, I said, the bottle was good enough

but a doll, that’s too much of a coincidence

so I reached down again

and there it was - a beautifully dressed dolly

ruth was not surprised, she never doubted it

she grabbed it and kissed it

and they went for a second song

this time louder than ever

it was a song of praise to the Lord

I was too stunned to sing with them

ruth asked me, “can I go over with you

and give this dolly to the little girl?

i want to tell her Jesus really loves her”

we were on our way

walking towards the little girl

i was ashamed of myself

for being of so little faith

how could I say nothing

was impossible for the Lord

and not believe it?

the parcel had been on its way

five long months before

prepared by my former sunday school class

who ‘obeyed’ God’s silent ‘order’

for a bottle and a doll for two african kids

at the request of a tiny girl called ruth

sincerely,

a children’s doctor

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before they even call

I have answered

isaiah 65:24

before they even pray

I have granted their prayer

before they even speak

I have heard their plea

from your mother’s womb

I have known you

with every breath you make

I am with you

with every yearning of your troubled heart

I bring you peace

I am the wind on windless days

pushing your sail towards shore

eastwind

praise to You o Father

for what you have hidden from the wise

you have revealed to little children

luke 10:21

he who asks shall receive

he who seeks shall find

he who knocks

the door shall be opened

matthew 7:8

behold the kingdom of heaven

is within you

luke 17:21

return to Me with your whole heart

with fasting and weeping and mourning

rend your hearts not your garments

return to Me your Lord your God

for gracious and mercial am I

slow to anger rich in kindness

relenting in punishment

joel 2:12-13

there are in the end three things

that never fail

faith and hope and love

and the greatest of these is love

1 corinthians 13:13

when you cross turbulent waters

I shall be with you

in the wild rivers you shall not drown

when you walk through fire

you shall not be burned

no flames shall consume you

as I am with you always

for I am the Lord your God

your Saviour the Holy One

for you are precious and glorious in My eyes

and I love you

isaiah 43:2-8

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healing story 3 – LETTER FROM AN ORPHANAGE DOCTOR

OUR RADIO PROGRAM HAS BEEN

TEMPORARILY TERMINATED

READ ABOUT THE OIL THAT MYSTERIOUSLY

APPEARED ON THE FLOOR OF THE HEALING CENTER

ONE DAY BEFORE TYPHOON ONDOY.

SISTER RAQUEL USED THE OIL TO HEAL CANCER PATIENTS.

Inquirer article –

http://www.sisterraquel.com/2010/01/prayer33-a-prophecy-for-the-new-decade/

Youtubes –

Part 1 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owykGkNCpIg

Part 2 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlREzytKuSg

Dramatic photos of the oil –

http://www.sisterraquel.com/2009/12/poster37-40-mysterious-oil-and-cloud-at-healing-center/

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CONTACT US –

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eastwind@motherignaciahealingministry.com

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If no answer, try again tomorrow

THE LORD REIGNS IN CYBERSPACE

amdg

Healing Stories16 Mar 2010 06:55 pm

healing story 2 - HEALING JANET’S WOUNDS a true story

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HEALING JANET’S WOUNDS

A true story of Light and darkness

Names have been changed.

SINCE THE AGE OF 7 UNTIL SHE LEFT HER HOME AT AGE 12, JANET WAS REPEATEDLY RAPED BY HER STEPFATHER. HER MOTHER DISCOVERED THIS A MONTH AFTER IT STARTED BUT DID NOTHING ABOUT IT.

SHE FEARED HER SECOND HUSBAND, A MECHANIC, WOULD LEAVE THEM AND THEY WOULD STARVE TO DEATH. SHE WORKED TWICE A WEEK WASHING CLOTHES BUT HER INCOME WAS NOT ENOUGH. ALSO, SHE FELT INADEQUATE IN SATISFYING HIS SEX DRIVE.

THE STEPFATHER TOLD JANET HE WOULD KILL HER IF THE NEIGHBORS EVER FOUND OUT. SHE BORE HER PAIN ALONE AND IN SECRET FOR SIX LONG YEARS. SHE WAS MUTILATED SPIRITUALLY AND PSYCHOLOGICALLY ON TOP OF PHYSICAL ABUSE.

WHAT WAS MORE PAINFAL WAS HER MOTHER AGREED TO LET HER BE ABUSED. SHE FELT UNLOVED AND HATED. TO PROTECT HERSELF FROM THE HARSH WORLD, SHE SIMPLY CLOSED HER SPIRIT TO EVERYONE. SHE MADE HERSELF NUMB AND UNFEELING, SUPPRESSING HER ANGER AND HATE. EVERYDAY, SHE STARED AT NOTHINGNESS. SHE WAS A CORKED VOLCANO, READY AT ANYTIME TO EXPLODE INSIDE. IT WAS EASYAT THIS POINT TO COMMIT SUICIDE OR LOSE HER MIND, OR SOMETHING ELSE GRUESOME.

ONE MORNING, A BOY LOOKING FOR A TENNIS BALL STRAYED INTO THEIR HOUSE. AS HE SNEAKED IN UNNOTICED, HE SAW THE STEPFATHER ABUSING JANET. HE RAN AND REPORTED THIS IMMEDIATELY TO HIS FATHER, WHO SOUGHT HELP FROM A SISTER FROM A NEARBY ORPHANAGE FOR SEXUALLY ABUSED CHILDREN.

THE SISTER CAME WITH A POLICEMAN TO RESCUE JANET. MOTHER AND STEPFATHER DID NOT PUT UP A FIGHT. IN THEIR SHAME, THEY LET JANET GO INSTANTLY. IT WAS A QUICK AND EASY RESCUE.

AT THE ORPHANAGE, JANET MET OTHER CHILDREN WHO, LIKE HER, WERE VICTIMS OF SEXUAL ABUSE. BUT TIME TOOK A TOLL ON JANET. SIX YEARS WAS JUST TOO MUCH. JANET DID NOT SPEAK A WORD TO ANYONE FOR TWO LONG YEARS. SHE KEPT TO HERSELF AND NEVER MADE FRIENDS WITH OTHER CHILREN. SHE WAS COMPLETELY CLOSED TO THE OUTSIDE WORLD. THE WOUND WAS TOO DEEP INSIDE HER FOR ANYONE TO REACH. FOR TWO WHOLE YEARS, JANET DID NOT SPEAK A SINGLE WORD TO ANYONE. THE SISTERS FELT SHE WAS GETTING CRAZY.

THE SISTERS HAD A SPECIAL PROGRAM TO PUT THE 30-ODD CHILDREN IN GROUPS OF FIVE TO SIX TO TALK TO EACH OTHER. TO INSURE THAT THEY WOULD BARE THEMSELVES TO EACH OTHER AS A FORM OF THERAPY, NOTHING WAS REVEALED OUTSIDE THE GROUP. ONLY THEY SHARED AND KNEW THEIR OWN SECRETS. NOT EVEN THE SISTERS KNEW.

ON THE FIRST DAY IN JANET’S CIRCLE OF FIVE, NO ONE WANTED TO TALK. AN HOUR PASSED BY. THEY SIMPLY STARED AT EACH OTHER. A SISTER CAME TO COMMENT THAT THEY WOULD FEEL BETTER IF THEY TALKED AND SHARED. TO BREAK THE ICE, SISTER SPOKE ABOUT HERSELF SHAMELESSLY THAT SHE TOO WAS ONCE A VICTIM OF SELF ABUSE. THE OTHERS SAW HER WATERY EYES AS SHE SPOKE OF THE TRAUMA AND THE PAIN. FINALLY, TINA SPOKE. THE SISTER LEFT THEM.

TINA

I was nine years old then. A man came to visit my mother and they talked for a long time. Finally, before leaving, the man gave my mother five thousand pesos, something we had never seen in our lifetime. She gave me five hundred pesos and told me to buy chicken and noodles and anything I liked. I bought ice cream and tasted it for the first time in my life. We had a feast, mother and daughter. While we gobbled such delicious food, my mother explained that I had to go with that man tomorrow to do a task for him. The money was my ‘salary’. I was scared but had no choice. I agreed, not knowing what I would do or what would happen to me.

Next day, the man came and we took a taxi to a far away place. We entered a big house and a Japanese man let me into his room. The man who brought me left. I was told to undress. I did not want to. The man forced me and raped me. My sex organ was bleeding.

AT THIS POINT, TINA COULD NOT CONTINUE. TEARS STARTED FLOWING. TWO OTHER GIRLS FOLLOWED, SOBBING ALOUD. IT WAS THE ABSOLUTE ICE BREAKER. LIKE MACHINE GUN FIRE, THE OTHERS TOLD THEIR PAINFUL EXPERIENCES. TEARS WERE ALL OVER THE PLACE. A LOT OF SPIRITUAL UNWINDING WAS HAPPENING AT A RAPID PACE. THEY EMBRACED EACH OTHER. A CATHARSIS STORM ENSUED. BUT NOT JANET. SHE WAS SILENT AND WITHOUT EMOTION. SHE JUST HAD AN EMPTY STARE.

EVERYDAY FOR A WEEK, THE GROUP MET MORNING AND AFTERNOON. THEY WERE UNWINDING THEIR SOULS TO EACH OTHER. THEY WERE GETTING CLOSE AND INTIMATE WITH EACH OTHER AS THEY SHARED THEIR DEEPEST PAINS. THERE WERE DAYS WHEN THEY SCREAMED WITH JOY TELLING THEIR STORIES OR GIVING JOKES. THEY DID NOT KNOW IT BUT THEY WERE FORMING A ‘FAMILY’ OF THEIR OWN. BUT NOT JANET. SHE STARED INTO THE EMPTINESS OF HER SOUL, NO TEARS, NO EMOTION, JUST A BLANK SILENT STARE. THE OTHERS TRIED TO PERSUADE HER TO SPEAK. THEY SAID IT FELT GOOD ONCE THEY TALKED OF THEIR PAIN. BUT JANET WAS CLOSED TIGHT LIKE A SEA SHELL. NO ONE COULD OPEN HER UP, NOT EVEN HERSELF. SHE WAS AS COLD AS ICE.

IN THEIR REGULAR SESSIONS, THEY WERE GETTING USED TO SILENT JANET. ONE DAY, THEY ALL DECIDED TO HUG HER. THAT PHYSICAL TOUCH WAS THE CLINCHER. JANET WAS JUST WAITING TO BE SHOWN SOME SEMBLANCE OF LOVE. FOR THE FIRST TIME, TEARS FLOWED PROFIOUSLY, POURING LIKE A DELUGE DOWN HER CHEEK, AS IF TWO YEARS OF TEARS WERE SAVED FOR THAT MOMENT. THE FOUR OTHER GIRLS FELL SILENT AS THEY SAW JANET CRY.

SHE SPOKE, AT FIRST CROAKING LIKE A FROG, BECAUSE SHE HAD NOT USED HER VOCAL CHORDS FOR TWO YEARS. THE OTHERS LISTENED INTENTLY AS SHE TOLD EVERY DETAIL OF HER PAIN OF SIX YEARS OF RAPES. THERE WERE SIGHS FROM THE AUDIENCE. SHE WAS RUNNING OUT OF TEARS. FINALLY, BEFORE SHE COULD FINISH HER STORIES, THEY ALL GANGED UP ON HER AND HUGGED HER AND IT WAS A TEARS PARTY ALL OVER AGAIN, BUT THIS TIME WITH JANET REVEALED.

AND SO JANET HAD AN INSTANT METAMORPHOSIS FROM TOTAL DARKNESS TO BLINDING LIGHT AT THE BLINK OF AN EYE. SHE BECAME THE LIFE OF THE ORPHANAGE, A LEADER WHO ALWAYS STARTED THINGS GOING. EVERYONE LOOKED UP TO HER AS THE WISE ELDER SISTER.

I MET JANET BECAUSE I WAS DOING A STORY ON CHILDREN AS VICTIMS OF SEXUAL ABUSE FOR A NEWSPAPER. HER STORY WAS TOLD TO ME NOT BY HER BUT BY A SISTER. I PEEKED INTO THE KITCHEN AND SAW JANET GIGGLING AS THEY PREPARED NOODLES FOR OUR AFTERNOON SNACK. SHE ME, A TOTAL STRANGER, SHE SMILED. SEEING HER, I FELT I KNEW HER A LONG TIME AGO.

THERE IS SO MUCH DESPAIR AND PAIN IN OUR WORLD TODAY. THE BEST GIFT WE CAN GIVE OTHERS IS THE GLIMMER OF A TINY CANDLE LIGHT OF HOPE, WHICH CAN SOMEHOW ENCOMPASS AND CONQUER THEIR DESPAIR AND DARKNESS.

it took other children with pain

to heal janet’s pain

for pain heals pain as fire chokes fire

at times we fear to open up

because we are ashamed

to let others see the darkness within

but when all have seen

each others’ darkness

what is left is the blinding Light

we all have that Light within us

we just have to find it

and bring it out for all to see

for the Light was given to us

not for our own sake

but for the sake of others around us

eastwind

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the people who walked in darkness

have seen a radiant light

upon those who dwelt in the land of gloom

You have brought them o Lord

abundant joy and great peace

and they celebrate the new harvest

the yoke that burdened them

the pole on their shoulder

You have smashed as in the days of midian

isaiah:8:23-9:3

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the Lord is my Light and my salvation

whom should I fear?

He is my refuge, from whom should I flee?

my foes shall stumble and fall

i have no fear in my heart

for i am secure in the Lord

psalm 27

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I am the Light of the world

he who follows Me shall not walk in darkness

but shall have the Light of life

john 8:12

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while you have the Light

believe in the Light

that you may become children of the Light

john 12:35-36

Save and send this to friends and the sick.

healing story 2 – HEALING JANET’S WOUNDS a true story

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CONTACT US

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www.sisterraquel.com

eastwind@motherignaciahealingministry.com

THE LORD REIGNS IN CYBERSPACE

amdg

Healing Stories26 Feb 2010 09:24 am

healing story 1 - FORGIVENESS HEALS the true story of rolly sucad

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FORGIVENESS HEALS

The true story of Rolly Suclad

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THIS WAS MADE INTO A MOVIE ENTITLED “GANOO KITA KAMAHAL”, A VIVA FILMS PRODUCTION STARRING CHRISTOPHER DE LEON AS ROLLY AND LORNA TOLENTINO AS MARIBEL (NOT HER REAL NAME, TO PROTECT HER PRIVACY). AS I WRITE THIS, I SHED THE TEARS OF ROLLY

ROLLY SUCLAD WAS A BASKETBALL STAR AT THE UNIVERSITY OF BAGUIO, GOOD LOOKING, IDOLIZED BY WOMEN, ENVIED BY MEN. HE WAS A WORKING STUDENT, A PART TIME SECURITY GUARD AT THE MINES VIEW PARK.

HE WAS COURTING AN EXTREMELY BEAUTIFUL GIRL, NAME UNKNOWN. LET US CALL HER JESSICA. MANY WERE RUNNING AFTER HER BUT ROLLY HAD A GOOD CHANCE AS A BASKETBALL STAR. HE WAS GETTING INTO FIRST BASE FAST. A RIVAL, ARNIE (ALSO NOT HIS REAL NAME), WHO HAD BEEN COURTING JESSICA FOR A GOOD YEAR NOW, WAS ALSO AT FIRST BASE. ROLLY STARTED SEEING JESSICA ONLY THESE LAST TWO WEEKS, BUT HE WAS GETTING HER ATTENTION. ARNIE WAS EXTREMELY DISTURBED AND JEALOUS.

ONE EARLY MORNING, AS ROLLY DOZED OFF WHILE ON DUTY AT THE PARK, ARNIE SNEAKED QUIETLY, AND SEEING A POT OF LIVE EMBERS THAT ROLLY USED TO GET WARM IN THE COLD MOUNTAIN NIGHT, POURED THE CONTENTS ON HIS FACE.

ROLLY HAD MORE THAN TWENTY OPERATIONS. HE WAS IN THE HOSPITAL FOR TWO LONG YEARS. BUT THEY COULD NO LONGER RESTORE HIS FACE. HE LOOKED WORSE THAN QUASIMODO. JESSICA VANISHED. FROM THE HEIGHTS OF STARDOM, THIS HANDSOME BASKETBALL PLAYER PLUNGED INTO DEEP DEPRESSION AND DESPAIR. HE HAD NIGHTMARES OFTEN, AND WOULD WAKE UP IN TEARS.

MARIBEL WAS A STUDENT NURSE WHO CHANGED THE BANDAGES ON ROLLY’S FACE EVERY OTHER NIGHT. SHE BECAME HIS ONLY SOLACE. THEY WOULD TALK LONG HOURS AT NIGHT.

ROLLY

One day, I will find this guy Arnie, who did this to me, and I will kill him.

MARIBEL

What for? It will not change your face.

ROLLY

But it will satisfy my anger and hatred. I want vengeance. He ruined my life. I want him dead.

MARIBEL

Your hatred will only consume you. You are the one suffering from your hatred, not him. Just forgive and forget.

ROLLY

That’s easy to say for you. When I get out of the hospital, I will not rest until I find him. I can never forgive him. (TREMBLING AND ALMOST SHOUTING) Never!!

MARIBEL

It must be hard carrying such extreme hatred in your heart. I have never experienced that. My pain is very different.

ROLLY

What is your pain, anyway?

MARIBEL

Oh something simpler, I am too ashamed to tell you.

ROLLY

Oh, come on. I told you my pain, tell me yours.

MARIBEL

This is the first time I am away from home. I come from a big happy famiy of ten children. But we never quarrel. Everyday is heaven in our home. I often sit in bed at night, unable to sleep, feeling extremely bored and lonely here, so terribly homesick. Lately I have this deep depression, even as I am busy working in the hospital. Once, a patient noticed my tears when I was taking her temperature.

ROLLY

Your pain is easier than mine.

MARIBEL

I know, that is why I want to help you. Somehow, when I try to forget my pain by talking to you, it disappears. When I see your pain, I see how lucky I am and my pain disappears instantly. I think you are a very kind and gentle person even in your pain.

ROLLY

Well, it is the same for me. When you are here, I forget about the vengeance I am planning. I know I will never lose that hatred, but at least, it vanishes for a while.

AND SO THEY BECAME EACH OTHER’S SOLACE IN THE DARKNESS OF THEIR LIVES. GRADUALLY, IN SPITE OF ROLLY’S HORRIED FACE, THEY FELL IN LOVE AND EVENTUALLY GOT MARRIED.

BUT ROLLY’S OBSESSION TO FIND ARNIE LINGERED, AND NEVER LEFT HIM. EVERY NIGHT, HE THOUGHT OF ONE DAY FINDING ARNIE. HIS HATRED CONSUMED HIM TOTALLY UNTIL IT AFFECTED HIS MARRIAGE. IT WAS NOW ON THE ROCKS. MARIBEL COULD NOT REACH OUT TO HIM. HE BECAME CLOSED AND COLD IN HIS ANGER. HIS MARRIAGE WAS FALLING APART BECAUSE OF HIS HATRED.

ROLLY MET PAUL AGUAS, WHO CONVINCED HIM TO JOIN A CATHOLIC CHARISMATIC GROUP HE HEADED. ROLLY FOUND RESPITE FROM HIS ROCKY MARRIAGE. SLOWLY, HE FOUND SPIRITUAL COMFORT AND STRENGTH FROM PRAYER. AFTER A YEAR, HE HAD A DRAMATIC SPIRITUAL TRANSFORMATION. HIS BITTERNESS AND OBSESSION FOR VENGEANCE VANISHED INTO THIN AIR. HE POURED HIMSELF TO SERVING THE LORD. FOR TWENTY LONG YEARS, HE WAS AN ACTIVE VOLUNTEER IN THE GROUP.

HAVING DINNER WITH MARIBEL ONE EVENING IN A RESTAURANT, ROLLY SUDDENLY STARTED SHAKING. HE DID NOT SEE ARNIE BUT MYSTERIOUSLY FELT HIS PRESENCE. PERHAPS IT WAS THE SUDDEN REKINDLING OF HIS HATRED THAT GAVE HIM PSYCHIC POWERS. HE FELT AND KNEW HIS TRANSGRESSOR WAS CLOSE BY. MEMORIES OF HIS PAIN RUSHED INTO HIS BRAIN LIKE A LIGHTNING BOLT. ALL THE HATRED CAME BACK LIKE A TSUNAMI.

MARIBEL HELD HIS HAND TIGHT IN TEARS. SHE INTUITIVELY KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING. BUT SHE HAD TO ASK ANYWAY.

MARIBEL

What’s wrong?

ROLLY

(TREMBING, IN TEARS, AND SHOUTING). Lord, I forgive him. Lord, I forgive him. Truly, I do. I forgive, I forgive. Thank you for removing the hatred in my heart.

ROLLY SLUMPED ON HIS CHAIR SOBBING SHAMELESSLY. ARNIE DID NOT EVEN KNOW. IT WAS A FEAT. IN RETURN, GOD’S GIFT WAS A HAPPY MARRIAGE, RESTORED INSTANTLY WHEN HE FORGAVE. HE WAS BLEST WITH THREE LOVELY CHILDREN. EVENTUALLY, HE DIED OF BRAIN CANCER. AS OF THIS WRITING, MARIBEL IS TEACHING AT ST. LOUIS UNIVERSITY.

BEFORE HE DIED, HE ORGANIZED A CHARISMATIC GROUP FOR ACTORS AND ACTRESSES CALLED ‘OASIS OF LOVE’, OF WHICH CHRISTOPHER DE LEON WAS A MEMBER, THAT IS WHY HE MADE ROLLY’S STORMY LIFE INTO A FILM. TO THIS DAY, ROLLY’S LEGACY OF FORGIVENESS LIVES.

we know how hard it is

to forgive when we are extremely hurt

hatred consumed rolly’s soul for a long time

but the Lord guided him through the storm

rolly did the feat of total forgiveness

with the strength of the Lord’s grace

for twenty long years of service

in a charismatic group

the Lord was preparing him

for this day of confrontation

not with the assailant but with himself

total darkness to blinding light

total hatred to total forgiveness

all in the blink of an eye

physical beauty is nothing

compared to spiritual beauty

rolly lost his physical beauty

but the Lord gave him spiritual beauty

the Lord used his pain

to guide him through His winding path

for all paths lead to Him

He makes us blind so we can see

He gives us darkness

so He can lead us with His Light

Lord, that we may forgive

in our darkest hour

when the wound is so deep

be with us in that very moment

when we are at the eye of the storm

eastwind

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THE LORD REIGNS IN CYBERSPACE

amdg

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